Seminary Steppa Philthy Rich & Toohda Band$

[Intro]
(WoodOnDaBeat)
(Funk or Die)

[Chorus: Toohda Band$]
Sem City stepper, I been doin' it since a youngin’
Blew a dub up at Neiman, stack a hundred
You ain't talkin' ’bout no paper, what the fuck is you discussin'?
Bad bitch with no pap' look disgustin'
Thirty pointers gleamin' on my face, ho, these buffies
Everybody shinin', people think I signed with Puffy
I'm from 62nd, not the block, we on the money
Reachin' for my chain, I’ma feed your ass a hundred

[Verse 1: Toohda Band$]
I got the ball, Lil’ Tre, the up-and-comin'
Told my niggas, "Let the haters talk, we gettin’ money"
Always smokin' Za, I'm in a meeting smellin' musty
Keep the .40 with me just in case this shit get ugly
Everybody shinin’, Rolliеs on, chains bustin'
Let my mama say she need a dub, it ain't nothin'
The city fuckin' with us 'causе they know we never frontin'
Got it out the mud, ain't no nigga gave us nothin'
Put in hard work and long nights just to thumb it
Blow the backend, then hit the streets and start crunchin'
Knew I was a hustler, at my granny's, servin' junkies
Now I rap on beats, gettin' paid, nigga, monthly
Took a sixth of Wock' and poured it up, I'm sippin' muddy
Never laugh if he doin' bad, it ain't funny
Came a long way from them trenches, it was ugly
Thank God that we winnin', gettin' money